The Grammar Police

(to be sung to the Dream Police by Cheap Trick)

The Grammer Police, There coming for me.  The grammar police, would disagree. The grammar police, they live inside of my head.  The grammar police, they come to me in my bed.  The grammar police, only saw the word ‘there’.  The grammar police, is unaware.  The grammar police, drove me insane.  Teachers inside of my brain.  Cheap Trick.  So slick.  How you tortured me… with your red sharpie (copyright).  No longer in custody, I’ll spell and write just how I please; And I’ll write what I want- and I’ll say what I want, and rhyme no more.  So there.